'Twas the night before
Christmas at Rock-Away Rest,
And all of us seniors
were looking our best.
Our glasses, how sparkly,
our wrinkles, how merry;
Our punch bowl held prune juice
plus three drops of sherry.
A bedsock was taped to
each walker in hope,
That Santa would bring
us soft candy and soap.
We surely were lucky to
be there with friends,
Secure in this residence
and in our Depends.
Our grandkids had sent us
some Christmasy crafts,
Like angels in snowsuits
and penguins on rafts.
The dental assistant had
borrowed our teeth,
And from them she'd
crafted a holiday wreath.
The bed pans, so shiny,
all stood in a row,
Reflecting our candle's
magnificent glow.
Our supper so festive --
the joy wouldn't stop --
Was creamy warm oatmeal
with sprinkles on top.
Our salad was Jell-O,
so jiggly and great,
Then puree of fruitcake
was spooned on each plate.
The social director then
had us play games,
Like "Where Are You Living?"
and "What Are Your Names?"
Old Grandfather Looper
was feeling his oats,
Proclaiming that reindeer
were nothing but goats.
Our resident wand'rer
was tied to her chair,
In hopes that at bedtime
she still would be there.
Security lights on
the new fallen snow
Made outdoors seem
noon to the old folks below.
Then out on the porch
there arose quite a clatter
(But we are so deaf
that it just didn't matter).
A strange little fellow
flew in through the door,
Then tripped on the sill
and fell flat on the floor.
'Twas just our director,
all togged out in red.
He jiggled and chuckled
and patted each head.
We knew from the way
that he strutted and jived
Our social- security
checks had arrived.
We sang -- how we sang --
in our monotone croak,
Till the clock tinkled out
its soft eight-P.M. stroke.
And soon we were
snuggling deep in our beds.
While nurses distributed
nocturnal meds.
And so ends our Christmas
at Rock-Away Rest.
'fore long you'll be with us.
We wish you the best.
Merry Christmas from us!!!
Thank you for visiting with me!
Joni
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12-22-2008
